PART V
THE EMBRACEMENT
-the act of loving someone so much that you embrace them;the good, the bad, and the ugly.
CHAPTER 1
“Ah.” I giggled, swapping away the brick of muscles holding me down. “Get away from me.”
“No can do.” Strong, long fingers tickled down the side of my ribs as I wriggled myself away from him. We’d been locked in a tangle of limbs for the past ten minutes while he tickled me to his uttermost satisfaction.
“Jay,” I shrieked, tears gathering in the corner of my eyes, breathless from the laughter. “But who’s your favorite person in the whole wide world?”
“You are.” He smirked, nipping my ear as he dragged his tongue over the shell. “But I’m still not letting you go till you give me an answer.”
“I already did,” I spit through my labor-breathed giggles. “It’s still a no, no, no. Just like the last time I told you.”
He swirled his tongue inside my ear while his fingers still dug into my ribs. “Then I’m not going to let you go today, Evy.”
“Jay, stop. I can’t anymore.” I was giggling so hard from his tickling that I fought to catch my breath. “Jay, please…”
My struggles didn’t last long because a pair of soft lips captured my words in a hard kiss.Fuck me.All my previous fight fled from my body. The taste of his warm breath on mylips and the heat of his body tingled like a warm cocoon wrapping around me.
Content—I felt content.
Like this right here, this moment with him—this was enough.
Enough to live as a happy girl for the rest of my life.
My rattled breathing echoed through the room when we came up for air, my skin burning from his electric touch as his body settled over me.
His blue eyes darkened with desire as they locked on mine. I was pretty sure mine mirrored the same hunger.
“Let’s be fashionably late to the party,” he muttered, his lips skimming over my jawline.
“Hmm, I agree.” My fingers threaded through his raven locks, which he’d been growing out for a while now. They were long enough to sweep over his shoulders.
Jay peeled off my T-shirt, leaving me naked and weak-boned beneath him.
I blushed as his eyes scanned over every crevice of flushed skin, which only made every fiber in my body burn for him. He quickly peeled away his clothes and bared his body flush with mine.
“As much as I would love to be like the alphaholes from your books and fuck you in sexy positions, nothing beats looking at my girl’s face when I fuck her missionary,” he rasped, placing a soft kiss on my cheek. “The glow in youreyes, the pink in your cheeks, and your lips parted in pleasure when I fuck you long and hard and soft is the sight that I’d happily die to,” he said so softly that it warmed my soul and melted my heart.
My stomach felt like a little bird was flapping its wings inside. I was totally and completely fucked when it came to this man. “Jay.” I licked my lips as I locked my arms around his neck. “I want you. Now.”
“Anything my girl wants.” His lips curved into a cocky smile as he teased the tip of his throbbing hard length over my soaked folds, dragging it over my clit.
“Jay, come on,” I whined, hooking my leg over his hips and trying to pull him closer to me. “Don’t be mean.”
“Okay,” he muttered, seizing my mouth in a harsh kiss as he drove his cock inside me.
I gasped, so full as I felt my walls stretch and clench around him. He was so deep and hard inside me. My eyes glazed with pleasure as he fucked me at a maddening pace, thrusting soft and slow, then long and hard. The whole time, his eyes never left mine.
Just like he promised.
His face was pinched in deep concentration, his blues dark and his lips pursed as he plunged into me over and over again. The head of his cock caressed the sweetest spot inside me with every thrust.
He was right. Nothing was like looking into his beautiful face when he made love to me.